1. The Party Gift - Ch. 6


    Date: 2/19/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: mandycandi, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    True to her word; which was something I was not at all used to when it came to romantic partners up to that point, Deanna called me that evening from Miami. Where it was seventy-one fucking degrees at nine o’clock at night. And as we were actually Face Timing, I could see that she was sitting out on the balcony of her hotel room wearing her short little black silk robe; and nothing else. As I would freeze my nipples off if I stepped out into the balmy eleven degree night that it was here, Deanna’s were actually beginning to sweat under the silk of her robe; so she opened it. Yep! She had nothing else on! “Fucking evil bitch,” I joshed her and she just laughed. “I love you too my precious,” she shot back sarcastically. I then told her that were it not for the fact that she had to fly the next morning, I had no doubt that she would have also been sipping a fucking Mai Tai as she sat out in the heat of the Miami night. “No, I’d actually prefer a Pina Colada,” she replied. But vengeance was mine; playfully of course, for Tuesday night found by beloved in Minneapolis where it was even colder there than it was here in Detroit. Wednesday night she was in Boston. Thursday night put her in Seattle, and Friday night in sweet Ole’ Savannah, Georgia; which just happened to be where Mom’s younger sister and their mother now lived. They’d moved down their not long after I graduated from high school in 2008 to live with one of my grandmother’s brothers. Grandma had developed severe ...
    arthritis and she just couldn’t take the bitter cold winters of Michigan anymore. When you are with the person that you love, an hour can seem like a second. And when you’re separated from the person that you love, a second can seem like an hour. Needless to say, that week was the longest of my life. But I have since come to understand that that week of separation was every bit as necessary as the wondrous week of togetherness before. Deanna and I needed that time apart as much as we needed that time together. In truth, we actually needed it more because it restricted us to just being able to talk to each other. Though we could see each other through Face Time, we couldn’t touch one another. So in many ways, this first week of separation was the ultimate test. Could Deanna and I connect every bit as intimately on an intellectual level? Could our attraction, love and passion for each other be as equally intense and powerful mentally? Could we respond to one another cerebrally? Which in truth, is where everything lies. Well apparently, we most certainly could! And we do! We learned more about the deepest and most intimately private and sacred parts of each other during those five and a half days apart than we did during those first eight days of constant togetherness. I’ve said repeatedly what an amazing woman Deanna Brady is; but I hadn’t truly even scratched the surface of her yet. Nor had she really scratched the surface of me either. You’ve heard the term “soul searching”? Well, ...
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